"Hehe, looks like that person is very important to you." Demon Wind noticed the change in Shen Luo's gaze and laughed.
Shen Luo's expression did not change much upon hearing this, nor did he respond.
"What a pity. Once the Three Calamities Thunder Tribulation descends, even if he survives, his cultivation will be ruined. He can only be reduced to the likes of a Ghost Immortal." Demon Wind seemed intent on provoking Shen Luo's anger as he continued.
Shen Luo's gaze turned cold. He put away the Minghong Battle Saber and drew the Xuanyuan Divine Sword instead.
The moment the divine sword appeared, a vast sword intent rose from Shen Luo's body, making his entire aura sharp and fierce.
The expressions of both Demon Wind and Black Lotus Daoist shifted slightly. They knew Shen Luo was getting serious.
The divine sword naturally possessed a suppressive power over the Demon Clan. Upon sensing the demonic aura around it, the blade began to hum and tremble on its own, seeming inexplicably excited.
Seeing that Demon Wind and Black Lotus Daoist had been temporarily intimidated, a flicker of delight passed through Shen Luo's eyes. More than anything, he wanted to buy Lu Huaming a little more time, not truly fight Demon Wind and the others to the bitter end.
After all, if he truly let loose and fought with all his strength, he might be the first to draw down the Three Calamities.
As for Lu Huaming, Shen Luo still believed that he had a way to deal with the Three Calamities. After all, with a master like Cheng Yaojin, who could prepare the Nine-Spirit Fetal Heart for his breakthrough, how could he possibly have overlooked the Three Calamities?
Just then, a mass of pitch-black light silently emerged beneath Shen Luo's feet.
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